nashuaworldcup Chapter 512: Guixu Mystery
Chapter 512: Guixu Mystery
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen stood in front of the space-time crack that was emitting a mysterious glow, feeling both anxious and expectant. The crack was like the mouth of a giant beast that was ready to devour its prey. The ancient aura that gushed out of it made the surrounding spiritual energy chaotic.
"This is my family's Guixu Secret Realm. Legend has it that it contains endless opportunities, but it is also accompanied by deadly dangers." Chu Mochen frowned slightly, his eyes solemn and with a hint of complex emotions about the family secret that was about to be revealed.
Yun Yao held his hand, gave him strength, and said softly: "Since it has come, let's make the best of it. No matter what happens, we will face it together."
The two of them stepped into the crack hand in hand, and after a while of spinning around, they landed in a desolate land. Surrounded by jagged rocks, the sky was shrouded in a strange purple mist, and the sun, moon, and stars were not visible. Only the spiritual patterns flashing from time to time on the ground showed that this place was extraordinary.
Not long after they walked forward, a chilly chill hit them, accompanied by a sharp whistle, and several black shadows rushed over. Looking closely, they turned out to be several ghostly spirits, emitting a foul smell, with green ghost fire burning in their empty eye sockets, and they pounced on Yun Yao and the others with their fangs and claws.
Yun Yao's eyes were stern, and she instantly took out the Hongmeng Sword Embryo in her hand. The sword was shining, and she shouted, "Break!" She swung the sword and slashed it. A sharp sword energy was like a rainbow piercing the sun, splitting the leading vengeful spirit in half. However, these vengeful spirits seemed not to be afraid of pain, and their broken bodies were reassembled in an instant, and their attack became more fierce.
Chu Mochen snorted coldly, formed seals with his hands, the power of chaos surged in his body, and shouted: "Chaos Demon Seal!" An ancient and majestic seal whistled out, the runes on the seal flashed, and smashed fiercely at the group of resentful spirits. Under the crushing of the power of chaos, the resentful spirits screamed miserably and turned into wisps of green smoke and dissipated.
But before the two of them could catch their breath, an old man in a black robe and with white hair slowly walked out of the fog in front of them. His eyes were empty but revealed endless vicissitudes of life, and in his hand he was leaning on a cane emitting a faint light. It was the sword spirit of Chu Mochen's ancestor.
"Youngsters, since you have entered this place, you must accept the test. You, dare to kill your relatives?" The sword spirit's voice was hoarse, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell, echoing in this desolate space, making people shudder.
Chu Mochen was shocked when he heard this, his face full of astonishment and struggle: "Parricide? What does this mean?"
The sword spirit stopped talking, slammed his cane, and the surrounding scene changed instantly. The two were in an ancient family mansion, which was decorated with lights and colors, as if preparing for a grand celebration. People were coming and going, laughing and talking, but Yun Yao was keenly aware of a strange aura.
"Be careful, this is an illusion." Yun Yao warned in a low voice, staying close to Chu Mochen.
Suddenly, a dignified middle-aged man walked out from the celebrating crowd. He looked somewhat similar to Chu Mochen. He looked at Chu Mochen lovingly: "Chen'er, today is your birthday. Your father has a great gift for you." As he said that, he raised his hand to pull Chu Mochen.
Chu Mochen subconsciously reached out his hand, but just as he was about to touch her, Yun Yao was quick-witted and slashed at the middle-aged man with a sword. The blade passed by, and the man's figure shattered like a bubble, but in an instant more "relatives" came, crying or accusing, calling on Chu Mochen to give up his resistance.
Chu Mochen's forehead was covered with sweat, and his inner torment made his breathing disordered. He knew that all of this was an illusion, but the bond of blood and family affection made it extremely difficult for him to draw his sword every time.
Seeing this, Yun Yao felt a pain in her heart. She knew that if they didn't break this illusion, both of them would be trapped in it. She closed her eyes, calmed down, and tried to mobilize the power of the system. After a moment, a stream of information poured into her mind. She suddenly opened her eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes: "I understand, the flaw of this illusion lies in the emotional resonance. As long as we disrupt its spiritual power fluctuations, we can break it."
After that, Yun Yao's primordial power surged out, and her figure was as fast as lightning, shuttling between the phantoms of the crowd, and the sword in her hand danced tightly. Every time the sword moved, it accurately cut at the node where the spiritual power gathered, causing the illusion to shake.
"Chu Mochen, wake up! None of this is true. Your family has controlled the world of cultivation for many years and has used the blood and tears of countless people to create the current situation. We must reveal the truth!" Yun Yao shouted loudly, her voice like a bell, trying to wake up Chu Mochen who was confused by the illusion.
Under the dual effects of Yun Yao's shouting and sword strikes, the confusion in Chu Mochen's eyes gradually faded, replaced by firmness and determination. He took a deep breath, and the chaotic power in his body surged and churned, echoing with Yun Yao's primordial power, forming a powerful energy storm.
"Break!" The two shouted in unison, and with a combined force, the illusion collapsed. The desolate scene in front of them returned again, and the figure of the sword spirit became much more illusory, as if it had consumed a lot of energy.
"Humph, I didn't expect you could break my illusion." There was a hint of unwillingness in the sword spirit's tone.
Yun Yao stood with a sword in her hand, facing the sword spirit: "What you are guarding is nothing more than the secret of a corrupt family. The sins they have committed will be settled here today. Tell me, how did the Chu Mochen family control the world of cultivation for thousands of years?" Her eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at the sword spirit closely, not missing any change in the other party's expression.
The sword spirit was silent for a long time, then slowly spoke: "Since ancient times, the Chu Mochen family has accidentally obtained a Chaos Treasure that can spy on the secrets of heaven and control destiny. With this item, they secretly plan in the world of cultivation, support puppet forces, stir up disputes between sects, and reap the benefits. The major holy places and sects seem to be prosperous, but in fact, there are their shadows behind them. Countless geniuses have died because of hindering their plans, and many families have been destroyed because of it..."
As the sword spirit told the story, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's anger grew stronger and stronger. The bloody storms and countless wronged souls over the past thousands of years were all related to Chu Mochen's family.
"I don't believe it, how could my family be like this..." Chu Mochen's face was full of pain, unwilling to believe that his blood-related family was burdened with such a sin.
"This is the truth. The ancient blood sealed in your body was originally a protective force, but they used it to satisfy their selfish desires. Now that you have stepped into this place, you must make a choice, either to continue on the old path of your family, or to break the shackles and reshape the world." After the sword spirit finished speaking, he looked at Chu Mochen with complicated eyes.
Yun Yao walked to Chu Mochen and held his trembling hand: "Chu Lang, I know this is hard to accept, but we can't let this evil continue. Let's change everything together."
Chu Mochen raised his head, tears flashing in his eyes, but he was determined: "Okay, Ayao, I will work with you to cut off this evil fate and bring justice to the world of cultivation."
At this moment, the surrounding space suddenly trembled violently, as if the Guixu Secret Realm responded to their decision. The ground cracked open one after another, and majestic spiritual energy gushed out from it. In the distance, an ancient palace emitting a faint light appeared faintly, as if calling the two of them. There might be more shocking secrets about Chu Mochen's family and the world of cultivation hidden there...
But the road ahead was unknown and full of dangers. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen regrouped briefly and then strode towards the palace. Their figures gradually moved away in this desolate and mysterious Guixu secret realm, leaving behind only firm footprints and an indomitable momentum.